[Currently unoccupied and by training by herself, Mystique was making the use of one of the larger sandbags propped up in a way so she could treat it like a full body target. She held a knife in her hand, having taken it from the kitchen upon the Golden and was practicing strikes that would normally be aimed at vital parts.
At the sound of approaching footsteps and Kitty's voice, she shifted her hold on the knife in her hand, letting the flat of it rest against her forearm before it seemed to vanish from her grasp and she turned to the other mutant.] For the moment, yes.
[Before asking,] Are you here to fill that requirement, or are you needing the facilities?
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At the sound of approaching footsteps and Kitty's voice, she shifted her hold on the knife in her hand, letting the flat of it rest against her forearm before it seemed to vanish from her grasp and she turned to the other mutant.] For the moment, yes.
[Before asking,] Are you here to fill that requirement, or are you needing the facilities?